“It wasn’t so bad. We kind of worked things out, you know?”
“Whatever you did, it was wonderful. I kind of expected to come home to World War III, not this haven.”
“Take your bath, Mom, we can talk about it later,” Heather said, wondering if maybe now was the time to spring her surprise videos on her Mom, putting Dad in his place.
While Janice undressed, and soaking in the luxuriating bath, Heather took her DVD of the monthly shenanigans and loaded it in the bedroom player. She barely had it set up before her father showed up with Janice’s bags. He laid them out on the bed, and opened them.
“These look like they’re mostly clean. I guess the hotel laundry took care of it. Why don’t you be a dear and put these away.” Harold said. He approached her and took her in her arms, “I’ve missed your Mom immensely you know, but I wouldn’t have traded the last few weeks for anything in the world.”
Heather laughed, “I bet you wouldn’t, you old horn-dog.”
Harold laughed with her, “Look who’s talking! But that’s not what I’m talking about. When did we ever talk? When did we ever just sit and watch TV together, or go out. Our date night was one of the best moments of my life, even before we got home and got comfy. I love you, pumpkin.”
“I love you too, Daddy,” Heather answered pulling him down for a warm kiss.
Harold left her to her task, and hustled back to the kitchen. It was such a pain to bring all the elements of a dinner together. He was taking the drippings and make a gravy, waiting for his girls to come out.
Heather was putting away the clothes, and three separate times she walked toward the TV to pull out the DVD and forget everything. Three times. But in the end, she couldn’t. She’d just put too much effort into it. With most of the stuff tucked away, Janice entered the bedroom, wrapped in a huge fluffy robe.
“God, I needed that,” she sighed. She looked around, “What are you up to? Putting my stuff away?”
“Just hanging up the clean stuff. Now that you’re home, I think I’ll let you deal with the dirty laundry again,” Heather giggled. Then she got sober. “Mom, why don’t you sit down, I want to show you something.” She guided her mother over to the end of the bed, and sat her facing the TV. She picked up the remote and pressed play.
The picture started with a naked Heather from the back walking over to lay down on her father’s lap. It was obvious they were in her bedroom. Her ass remained facing the camera. There was no sound, but you could see her reaction as Harold spanked her ass, first firmly, then more caressingly, and finally playing with her pussy.
After an eternity of fondling, she rolled over in his lap, and you could see her hand grasp his cock through his shorts. Harold continued playing with his daughter, massaging her tits, and fingering her. Janice couldn’t believe how intense it was to watch her husband man-handle their baby, even knowing all about it.
Just before Heather slid off of his lap in the video, and started jacking him off, she started a quick commentary. “He was crazy Mom! He was spanking me like every day. It was bad enough when I was wearing underwear or a bathing suit, but then he wanted me to take my pants off, and here he wanted me naked.”
She gasped, watching herself get her father off. “The spanking hurt, and the groping was bad enough, but he started on my friends too.”
The camera switched to Lynn stretching out on his lap and Harold spanking her before he started fingering and fondling her as well. When the girls switched places, Janice reached for the remote and turned it off.
“We’ll talk about this later,” Janice said softly. “For now, let’s just have dinner.”
Heather had expected more. Yelling maybe, or screaming. Not this quietness. The quiet calmness had her scared. Maybe she’d gone too far.
The subject was never raised over dinner. They talked about college, and getting everything ready, finding out who else from school was going there, and making rules about cars, insurance, grades and an allowance. She even agreed to come home every other weekend to start with. The fact that they would only give her an allowance in person contributed to that agreement.
They also discussed her father’s new job, which would start in only three days. He was excited and told them what he expected to be doing, and getting advice on a new wardrobe, since his old one wouldn’t do. They talked about the congressman’s views, and where he was going. Unlike most politicians, he was a retired doctor, not a lawyer, and that pulled a lot of weight in the current climate of health concerns.
Janice tried to avoid most of the discussion about her work in New York. She did give them an overview of what they were trying to do, and told them they’d won the business they’d been working on. She even revealed she had an offer to move to the New York office. Which she refused flatly.
Harold and Heather cleared the table, and shooed Janice away when she tried to help with the dishes. She finally insisted, and the kitchen was full of jostling bodies as they quickly cleaned up after themselves.
“I wouldn’t have believed it if I didn’t see it with my own eyes,” Janice finally declared.
“What?” Harold asked.
“The difference in this place. It’s a home, not a house. And we’re a family, not 3 stranger’s sharing a roof.” She took Heather in her arms and cried over her. “I’m so happy with you,” she sobbed, “that’s what makes this so hard.”
“Makes what hard, Mom?” Heather asked, but secretly delighted. She suspected it was time for the proverbial shit to hit the fan.
“Let’s go into the living room.” Janice said softly, tugging her daughter along by the hand.
Harold was thoroughly bewildered. He sat in his recliner, while the girls sat side by side on the couch.
“Do you know what your daughter did, while you were finishing getting dinner ready?” Janice asked.
“Put away your clothing, I hope. I had asked her to.” Harold replied.
“Yes, she did that as well. But she also showed me a video of you spanking her, and taking some liberties with her as well. She even had a video of you taking turns spanking both her and her friend Lynn, with both of them naked.”
Heather’s heart was in her throat as she saw the look of disappointment on her father’s face. “I had to tell her, Dad!” she finally cried out.
Janice turned to her baby, and took her hands in her own. “Darling, do you think there is anything your father does that he doesn’t share with me?”
Heather just looked at her stunned. She turned to look at her father who was shaking his head, then back to her mother.”
“But Mom! He touched me down there. He fingered me. He made me come!”
“Dear girl. If I thought it would bring around the change in you I’ve seen for myself, and heard about from both your Father, and friends, I would have stripped you naked myself and held you down while he fucked your ass raw. You know that don’t you? That’s how much I love you and want the best for you.”
Heather just slumped in her chair, devastated. Her plan. Her wonderful plan. Ruined.
“Now Heather, if I were you, I’d go to your father and apologize for trying to stir things up around here. If I were you, I’d beg him to punish me. Because if he won’t I certainly will. There won’t be ANY pleasure in it for you if I have to whip you. And I’ll tell you now, I won’t be using my hand. You won’t sit for a week if I have to do it.” Janice squeezed her girls hands painfully tight, letting her feel her strength.